Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 361 Aveline's face was full of confusion. Even though he kissed her before on the boat, it was just a kiss like a dragonfly touching water.

But this time Aveline realized something was wrong, she had fallen into his trap and was unable to break free.

Alexander was like the vines of a primeval forest wrapping around her tightly, not giving her a chance to breathe.

Maybe it was because when he was awake, Alexander was full of guilt and had too many scruples about Aveline. At that time, his mind was not clear, and he acted completely based on instinct.

Aveline struggled, but it was useless.

Smelling the familiar scent on her body, Alexander felt at ease.

"Alexander, please wake up. Do you know what you are doing?"

Alexander raised her hands above her head and easily defused her attack.

There was dense sweat on his forehead, and his throat felt like it had been pulled by a knife. His voice was hoarse: "Aveline, I have never been so sober. As I said, we will still have children."

Children.

Aveline didn't know why he was obsessed with that topic. She just wanted to run away now.

Alexander, don't make

can be the bond between

ray of light came into the room, and it

in the darkness, like a rose in the

Both enchanting and poisonous.

fell into a deep sleep with a high fever, leaving Aveline gritting her teeth as she went to the bathroom to wash up, not forgetting to come back

thought it was a dream, she would pretend it

entangled with

nothing had happened, "He has a

medicine. Letting him run a fever like this is not

and said: "Madam, you should know that Mr. Sterling hasn't had a good rest for a long

he kept

for

the days after your

Mr.

cares

with Lucas about these matters, so she changed the subject, "Let him sleep a little longer and see if the fever will go down.

not help but swallow the nonsense he had prepared

no choice but to give it up. Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Aveline, "Madam, why is your face